They’d wanted to play kickball with the other kids. It was the shady side of Red Rock, any sane, civilised being would…well…they probably wouldn’t have been in the slummy ghetto area to begin with, never mind leaving their eight year old and three year old unsupervised with that…rabble. It was the way of the Tir tribes though to encourage independance as the child demonstrated ability to handle more maturity and responsibility, and Zenith trusted his kids. Starzone would probably not wander off, though she had been known to do so in the past, but Epoch was pretty good at keeping an eye on her even while preoccupied. And at any rate, Zenith would know if anything were to happen.

Zul’jinn jolted internally as Megan seemed to materialise out of the crowd beside them, catching hold of Zara and pulling her close with a playful growl as she attempted to nip the smaller girl’s shoulder. Zara for her part looked completely unsurprised, casually fending off the double grope by catching Megan’s wrists, leaning back against the heart stoppingly beautiful blonde. “Hey Megs,” she said, her voice coloured with amusement, before spinning out of Megan’s arms and turning to face her. Megan followed up, grabbing Zara’s hips and pulling her close again, this time planting a kiss on the lips.

Alternate title: Martial Artsy Psychoconcepts as coined by my friend puremyth :) Illustration from when the idea was for Perth to be a megalopolis with towering buildings and Zara (who is still one of the best thieves in Perth) is anime armed to the teeth. This work by ryivhnn is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License